Posts Tagged ‘fail’

Yes, I get up late on service days, since I don’t get a chance to nap later on. Rather than come downstairs to request food, then go back up to shower, I shower first and try to have stuff ready before coming downstairs. Stop lecturing me about “keeping weird hours,” especially when you’re the one staying up until 3am cooing over puppies.

And for the last time, I’m NOT going to eat a $300 penalty just to can the insurance contract early, it’s cheaper to just wait until the term is up and close it out at renewal. >_<

I like cold weather, except when I have to shower and then it’s PLZ BE 72F KTHXBAI. Because I’m a total wuss when it comes to getting out of the shower and it’s 50+ degrees colder. I do not take to such drastic temperature jumps well at ALL. You would think it’d not be so bad because I’m a tubbo, but it gets me in my head and hands and it’s, just… DO NOT WANT. (And I’m sure it’s even WORSE for you men. Yeah. I see what you did there.)

Slingbox? Slingbrick is more like it. A couple weeks ago, there was a new firmware patch for the Slingboxes… except, um, it kinda bricked the two Pro-HD units we have here. I’d gone through all the troubleshooting steps on my end (connecting both the wireless bridge and Slingbox through Dinah’s LAN port… bridge is fine, Slingbox is unresponsive). Seeing as my Slingbox is, what, 2 years old, and surely out of warranty, I was just going to delay getting the remainder of the parts for my media center box (PSU and OS) and quietly replace both Slingboxes… until mother is all “OMG IT’S A PLOT TO MAKE YOU UPGRADE.”

*sigh,* the drama queenery is everywhere.

For one thing, that upgrade program does not apply to us because we already have Pro-HD units. Still, she’s gathering serial numbers and wants to call… fine, but I’m not sitting on the line for her so she can go coo over puppies, because they’re just going to tell me mine is over a year out of warranty. At best, they may send mother a new Slingbox to replace hers since she’d still be in warranty.

So, having had Painter 11 to fiddle with for the past couple weeks, I happen upon the one part I wish they had left alone from the previous version:

LAYER RESIZING.I HATES IT NOW.

It’s all pixely and even worse, if there’s stuff outside of the viewable error, it gets cut off. That gets huge fail points.

Also for some weird reason most of my marks “streak” to the left when I lift my pen. WTF, Corel?

Aaaarrr. Thankfully I still have the previous version on Blastoise (and was too lazy to punt 11 over the network to Dinah), so I think I’ll just revert back to 10 for now, until Corel patches this stuff. Hopefully.

It’s a pity because I wanted to play with some of the newer subtools after I finished these card images ‘n such.

Speaking of which… I’ve Spoony’s done and the remaining core characters are wireframed. Maybe I can clear them tomorrow. (Centromere amuses the hell out of me, juggling spheres!)

These glasses have GOT to go. I was fine this morning until I put them on, and within minutes… WATEEEER AND BUUUUURN.

Yeah.

Screw you Sears Optical. I can barely see what I’m typing, and I’m resisting turning on Blastoise’s text magnify… though that’s because I’m about to leave right now anyway. Hopefully this is all legible.

First to Wells Fargo to NOMNOMNOM on my CD. Taking out $6000 plus the accumulated interest and going to freaking LensCrafter since they can do same-day even though they’re sure to gouge me, but at the same time the 10-day wait at Wal-Mart and Sears and others is BRUTAL if I have to go without any kind of glasses.

(No, don’t have my old pairs anymore… I drop them into the charity bins whenever I get a new pair.)

Um, yeah. There goes any hope of being able to drive by the end of the year.I don’t have to drop volunteer service, but… well, I won’t be able to do any Christmas shopping or any such stuff.

I want a power that will just… make Evil Stepfather and the Four Puppies of the Apocalypse just GO AWAY, I seriously can’t deal with this “you are lower than puppies” sentiment that’s going on here (mother’s promises to train me more are a crock, she is so wrapped up with puppy obsession that she was only able to train me once since the last attempt, and neither of my siblings want to come get me lest they trigger her Raging Drama Queen mode).